I walked by your guidance counselor's office one time. A bunch of you were sitting there waiting to be shepherded. I remember it smelled like dead flowers, like decay. Then it hit me. The hope of our nation's future is a bunch of mulch.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1739 | 2020-11-16 21:16:04 | 90.17 | 98% |
| 983 | 2020-06-25 07:41:24 | 86.83 | 98% |